Possessive by Aiko-san

Possessive

Possessive

Written For: Drabble Night May 2014

Theme: Cheesecake (I was way off…)

A/N: My first attempt at an official DDN. I tried!! Be nice… lol

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Prompt One:

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Red:

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Tightening her kimono, she stared back at her own reflection in the mirror. Her blue eyes glittered with anticipation, wishing, hoping she would see him again. Her long crimson nails, brushed over her open lips, gliding across the red rouge placed lightly upon them. Sliding her hands up into her hair, she carefully placed a colorful, beaded pin within the soft bun upon her head. Kagome pulled her loose strands of raven locks over her shoulders. Her eyes darted toward the sliding door, meeting a pair of amber eyes, coldly drinking in her appearance. She tilted her head, glancing over her shoulder.

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Prompt Two:

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Fresh:

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His feet soundlessly met with the wooden floor boards, rounding the cherry wooded table. Sesshomaru’s long silver locks were loose and flowing freely down the length of his own colorless kimono. No longer were his eyes upon her and with that, her lips closed. Carefully she slipped her small form around in her chair, draping her arms over the silken backrest. Kagome opened her lips to speak, but the slice of his clawed hand quieted her. He sat, placing his hands upon his knees. The air from the window flowed past him, gracing her with his soft fresh scent. Her fingers brushed over her full lips as she lowered her gaze.

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Prompt Three:

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White:

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“You make a fool of me,” His gruff voice graced her ears.

Her face went as white as her sheets, shaking her head not truly understanding what he meant. She had merely attended the annual festival. The funny thing was she hardly drifted farther than her rooms, and this evening she was feeling a bit adventurous. Glancing down toward her fumbling thumbs, it hit her.

Inuyasha…

The hanyou had casually brushed up against her, stroking his clawed fingers upon her cheek as she danced to the tantalizing music. Had he really witnessed such an act?

Obviously…

“I was just dancing,” Kagome whispered, meeting his angry eyes. And then he growled…

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Prompt Four:

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Key:

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Sesshomaru was holding a key. He wasn’t honestly going to lock her in here, was he?

He would never go as far as that. Usually, Sesshomaru was a male who kept his own emotions under lock and key, yet this evening he was a different person, completely letting go of his sanity over his hanyou brother’s boldness. He lifted his eyes, meeting hers as he held up the key, allowing his sharped tipped nails to graze over the surface.

“You will not lock me away like a punished child, my Lord.” Kagome stood abruptly.

“I could,” He said softly.

“I will hate you,” She said.

“Go ahead.” Those golden eyes challenged the raven haired woman.

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“Some affection wouldn’t hurt, my lord. I’m cooped up in this room all day. I was enjoying myself.” Kagome sneered, leaning against her vanity.

“With my brother?” Sesshomaru’s golden eyes widened, faking his interest.

Kagome growled lowly in her own throat and gripped a glass jar of her face powder, throwing it directly at her lord and lover’s head, missing of course. The glass shattered upon the wall; crème colored powder enveloped his entire body. The soft material pricked across his dark kimono. A sneer formed upon his lips. She was in serious trouble, allowing her anger get the best of her. She didn’t care, let him. She didn’t mean any harm in dancing. If he was truly curious, he needed to ask Inuyasha.

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Prompt 6:

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Vanilla:

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“It wasn’t intentional,” Kagome whispered as she approached his tense form, “You know better.”

‘Hn’, Sesshomaru arched a brow offered her a malice filled grin. Right now, he didn’t care what she said to him, his eyes witnessed one thing. This female had been putting on a show. She had actually smiled, smiled happily upon seeing his brother.

“You wanted him,” Sesshomaru, “Stop playing, female.” The demon lord drawled.

Kagome reached out to strike him, knowing her attempt was futile. He caught her hand with ease tracing his sharp clawed thumb over the soft skin of her wrist. Sesshomaru looked upon her as if she was a delectable treat. His eyes darkened and in a split second he leaned in. His breath brushed across her relaxed palm and then he traced his forked tongue over the length of her wrist, placing a soft kiss upon her flesh. Kagome sucked in a breath.

“Vanilla,” Sesshomaru whispered against her skin.

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The feel of his tongue gliding over her wrist, drove her mad. Her eyes dilated, as she stammered to find her words. He hadn’t eased up on his grasp either. His hand was still upon her wrist, and his eyes were upon her skin as if contemplating tasting her once again. His wild amber eyes lifted.

“You would never betray me, would you?” Sesshomaru breathed against her wrist.

Kagome opened her lips to speak, “My… Lord,”

“You know you are…mine,” Sesshomaru slowly stood, towering over her trembling form.

All this over a brush upon the cheek, and a simple smile…

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There was something in those amber eyes of his. Something he had been trying to hide from her initially and failed miserably. He had given away his insecurities. Keeping her at an arm’s length one moment and proving there was something buried deep in his cold heart the next, jumbled her emotions all together. Kagome wanted this male, desired him like she had never desired another living thing before. Sadly, his selfish display truly did offer her a sad sense of comfort, for it was sometimes the only thing that reassured her lonely heart that he did care for her, more than what he led on. His hands clenched her caramel colored sash, pulling her into a heated embrace. 

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Kagome slipped her hands into the white tendrils of hair, enjoying the feel of his face against her soft breasts. How long had it been since he had embraced her like this? Too long, for his embrace was more physical, the only way he knew how. To obtain this sort of physical contact made her heart swell with devotion.

Her hands slipped to his fuchsia striped cheeks, “You know my heart belongs to you,” with that, she lifted his chin, descending her full lips upon his. Capturing them, she groaned against him feeling his clawed hands tighten around his waist.

Peppermint… he tasted like fresh peppermint.

She was lost…

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The Original:

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“So, you agree.” Sesshomaru muttered against her lips, “You are mine, female.” Kagome was forcefully pulled into his lap.

Hot and cold… What an odd specimen of male. He was demon after all. There was no getting around it. She had been putting up with him for years. Sadly, she was but a human, with human emotions and therefore allowed her silly emotions to get in the way from time to time. Taking the bronze key from his clawed grip, she eyed it.

“As long as you do not go with the original plan, I am whatever you want me to be, my lord.” He growled in response and with a quick shift of her leg, she was straddling him. His eyes avoided hers, answering without evening meaning to.

“I’m glad you agree…” She grinned.

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Fin!

~Aiko-san